New M/M vampire anthology is out…
Hi All,
Evangeline Anderson here. I'm excited to announce that my new M/M anthology, The Lost, is now out from Loose id. In this book you'll find two sweet and hot tales of forbidden M/M love as you enter the world of The Lost, a tribe of vampires sworn not to interfere with humans. However, that isn't always possible…
Check it out here http://www.loose-id.com/prod-The_Lost_Books_1_2-993.aspx
And here are some blurbs to give you an idea of what the stories are about.
The Lost 1: Broken Vows—
Daniel's looking for answers about his sexuality. He's sure just one night with an older, experienced man will finally answer the questions that have been tormenting him for years. But he doesn't expect the older man to be a gorgeous vampire named Gabrielle. It's love at first sight for Daniel but Gabrielle has made a vow not to interfere in human affairs.
The Lost 2: Blood Hustler
Sometimes love comes in strange packages…
James is one of The Lost—a tribe of vampires that prey on humans to live. But James has never had to kill for blood, his longtime companion took care of all his needs—well, all but the sexual ones. Now that his companion is dead, James is lonely. But he's still not ready to start a new relationship yet—or so he thinks.
Tad is a hustler—selling himself on the street is a way of life and when the tall, dark haired man comes out of the theater he looks like the perfect trick. Tad recognizes him for a creature of the night but he's desperate, cold and hungry. When James won't buy his body, Tad offers him his blood.
James knows he should pass the little hustler by but Tad is too tempting to resist. When he brings the boy home with him a bond begins to form between them. It seems to be true love but nothing is perfect. Because there is a secret buried in Tad's troubled past that might rip them apart forever—unless James can save his blood hustler from the dark forces stalking him, both from within and without.
***For my loyal M/M readers who have been with me since The Assignment, you may remember that Broken Vows was first published a few years ago by a different publisher. However Blood Hustler, which is a much longer story, is brand new. For those of you who read Broken Vows, I think you'll enjoy this new story which gives you a much more in-depth look at the world of The Lost.***
Now here's an excerpt from Blood Hustler you won't find on the Loose id website.
WARNING—EXPLICIT. DO NOT READ AT WORK!
"I'm glad to see you too. I missed you." Tad's grin fell away and his youthful face grew serious. "I, uh, I gave a lot of thought to what you said. About what you'd want if I came back."
James felt his breath catch in his throat as need and desire fisted in his chest like a second heart. "I see. And?"
Tad didn't answer with words. Instead he loosened the collar of his shirt, pulling the fabric away from the smooth column of his neck. Then he stepped up to James and lifted his chin, turning his head to one side. The gesture was as obvious as if he'd spoken aloud: Drink.
"Yes." James heard the word hiss between his teeth and suddenly The Thirst was a lit blowtorch in his throat. But he needed to hear Tad speak the words, needed to see in his eyes that he wanted this as much as James did. "Come." He urged the boy toward the bedroom and Tad came with him, seemingly eager for what was in store. In fact, the moment they were inside the bedroom door he already had his shirt off and was reaching for the fastening of his jeans.
"Wait." James stopped him, putting his hands on Tad's to stop the boy's feverish fumbling.
"What?" Tad looked up, disappointment already clouding his eyes. "You didn't change your mind did you?"
"No, if anything I want you more than ever." James took a deep breath, trying to control himself. "But I need to hear you say it, Tad. Tell me out loud."
"Out loud, hmm?" Tad's sky-blue eyes were suddenly half-lidded with lust. Reaching up, he put his arms around James' neck and pulled him close. "I want you inside me, James," he murmured in a low, husky voice. "And not just your cock, either. Your fangs too. Fuck me. Bite me. Love me."
The soft words enflamed him. He'd never felt The Thirst this urgently. Never had desire fill him like a living fire. His entire body ached with the need to penetrate, from his fangs to his shaft. But he wanted to be gentle with the boy. Cupping Tad's cheek, he looked deeply into his eyes. "Beautiful," he murmured.
"I think you're pretty fucking hot too." Tad gave him a teasing smile. "So what are we waiting for?" His hands dropped to the fastening of his jeans again and again James stopped him.
"Slowly, Tad. I want to savor this. This first taste of you…the feel of your skin…the flavor of your blood. I want all of it burned into my heart forever."
Dropping to his knees before the boy, he finished unfastening Tad's jeans himself and slid them down the slim hips. Tad's cock was achingly hard which made him glad. In the back of his mind he'd been a little afraid that the little hustler was only here for food and shelter, not because he felt for James what James felt for him. But his fears were laid to rest when he saw the obvious proof that Tad's desire was real. Leaning forward he lapped carefully at the plum shaped head, capturing a drop of precum on the end of his tongue.
Tad gasped. "Hey, uh, you don't have to do that," he protested as James licked him again. "I mean…I'm the one who ought to be sucking you off, not the other way around."
James looked up. "Does it truly make you uncomfortable for me to suck you? Are you afraid of my fangs?" It was true his fangs were out again but there was no helping that. The lust he felt was nearly overpowering and it was so entwined with The Thirst that the two were impossible to separate at this point.
"No, it's not that." Tad shook his head earnestly. "It's just…I mean, it's your house and you're letting me stay, at least for tonight. I should be the one on my knees."
"Tad, let's have an understanding between us. I want to make love with you tonight—not just use you. So relax. Let me love you with my mouth as you loved me." James looked into his sky-blue eyes until the boy nodded.
"All right," he murmured, putting one hand tentatively to James' cheek. "It's not like I don't like getting blow jobs. I just wasn't sure how you felt."
James smiled and turned his head briefly to place a soft kiss in the center of Tad's palm. "Then let me show you."
He lapped at Tad's cock again, sucking the head deep into his mouth, being careful not to nick it with his fangs. It was a delicate operation giving oral pleasure with both of them fully extended but one he enjoyed greatly.
From the soft groan that escaped Tad's full lips, he was enjoying it as well. "God, James…" he gasped as James sucked him even deeper, rolling his tongue along the pulsing shaft and swallowing the droplets of precum that leaked steadily from the head.
"Feels…so good. So good!"
James didn't answer in words. Instead he reached below the engorged shaft and cupped Tad's round, warm balls in one hand. The boy gasped again at his cool touch and then moaned softly as James began to stroke and fondle the tender weights. It had been a long time since he'd done this but he found that the skill wasn't one you forgot. Tad's shaft at the back of his throat felt every bit as good and right as his very first lover's—a stable boy who had introduced James to the love of another male back when he was still human. Thinking of that first love made him even hotter somehow. Maybe because Tad was so young he reminded James of new beginnings, of that first taste of forbidden pleasure all over again.
